A few miles away, two fiery red figures gradually appeared, and the little woman chuckled: "Hehe! Humans are really stupid, deceived by our fake Horcruxes. ”

The woman beside her didn't have any expression, looked around for a while, and said, "Princess Yuehan, the goal has been achieved, you must leave quickly to avoid accidents." ”

The woman known as Yuehan was about to talk, but was suddenly interrupted: "It seems that it is the fake Horcrux that has seen through our fake horcruxes, and someone is coming!

Click, a man in white landed in front of the two from the sky, the man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a white brocade robe, with a thunder-patterned silver belt around his waist, a black hair combed neatly, deep eyes looked at the two people in front of him lightly, his body was thin, and his movements were calm. His brows furrowed slightly: "Demon Clan High Priest Luo Yun." His tone was full of affirmation, and he paused and continued, "You shouldn't be here." ”

Luo Yun knew that his identity was exposed, and he took off his hood lightly, the lifespan of the demon clan is generally longer than that of humans, although he knows that the actual age of the high priest Luo Yun is afraid that he is already hundreds of years old, but every time he sees her, he will still feel that she is no more than 20 years old.

The standard long silver hair of the demon clan is draped over the shoulders, the erect long ears turn slightly from time to time to collect the surrounding sounds, the delicate face shows the beauty of the demon clan to the fullest, and the silver eyes flicker slightly in the moonlight. I was unmoved when I saw the man's figure:

"White-clothed Immortal Sword Dongling Kingdom Zhou Zhiyi!" "The inheritor of the sword soul in the Horcrux, it is naturally not surprising that he can distinguish the authenticity of the Horcrux, but there are some means to track his location so quickly.

"Hand over the Horcruxes. Zhou Zhiyi's tone was flat, as if he was stating a fact.

Luo Yun laughed mockingly: "The hairy boy who has not dried up dares to talk to me like this, if you want a Horcrux, then come and get it!" As he spoke, a faint purple light lit up from his right hand, and an inconspicuous wooden staff appeared in his hand, and his slender hands clenched the staff and smashed it heavily to the ground: "Heavenly Trick - Collapse!"

The tail end of the staff slammed heavily on the ground, and several purple rays of light shot out from the tail end, spreading along the cracked earth towards Zhou Zhiyi, and in the blink of an eye, it reached his feet.

Zhou Zhiyi's face was serious, his right index finger and middle finger were put together in front of his chest, his eyes looked directly at Luo Yun, and he said: "Sword Soul Technique-Imperial Sword!"

A long sword appeared out of thin air in the void, the pale golden light reflected Zhou Zhiyi's angular outline, the long sword flipped the sword body and plunged straight into the ground with Zhou Zhiyi's gesture, and directly hit the purple ghostly light, Zhou Zhiyi, who felt the pressure, increased the output of spiritual power and barely blocked this blow. Zhou Zhiyi knew that he couldn't defeat Luo Yun, who had already entered the threshold of the Purple Spirit Master, with the strength of his Blue Spirit Master alone, and his plan was just to drag Luo Yun to prevent them from escaping.

Waiting for the support of others to arrive, and then take down the high priest of the demon clan and the little girl beside her in one fell swoop, and when he really fought it, he felt that the gap in strength was huge, if it wasn't for the huge spiritual power of the Horcrux, this blow could have caused him a heavy blow!

The light dissipated, and Zhou Zhiyi pulled away to think of a roundabout countermeasure, but saw Luo Yun clenching the staff standing on the ground, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of mockery: "Goodbye! Little fool!

Zhou Zhiyi's heart was in a hurry, he only wanted to distance himself but didn't want to give the other party a chance to escape! The world-famous Heavenly Trick Metaphor has a powerful ability to escape! No! The Demon Clan must not be allowed to take away the Horcrux! Zhou Zhiyi flew up and used his fastest speed to stop the operation of the Celestial Trick, but it seemed that it was too late!

Just as the purple light of the Heavenly Skill Metaphor Technique enveloped the two of them, the pitch-black ground suddenly swelled up with a wave of fluctuations, interrupting the casting of the Heavenly Secret Metaphor, and the thick ink-like black symbols with Luo Yun as the center spread out along the ground to the surroundings, and even Zhou Zhiyi, who was too fast to stop, was also enveloped in it.

Then all kinds of strange-shaped symbols rose from under his feet and floated in the air, Zhou Zhiyi only felt a trace of coolness penetrating his body, and then he found that his body was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was tied to a thousand pounds of weight, until he was motionless, and he couldn't even blink his eyelids.

When the Heavenly Trick was interrupted, Luo Yun secretly said that it was a pity that it was almost a pity, and when she saw the black symbol spreading from under her feet, she suddenly felt a deep sense of fear in her chest......! Maybe ......! It's him! It's him! It must be him! Luo Yun didn't even have time to think about it, he forced out a drop of essence blood from his fingertips, and quickly unleashed the secret technique of the demon clan, and swung his palm at the demon princess Yi Yuehan beside him!

"Heavenly Forbidden Technique—Blood Sky!"

The crazy purple light burst out when his fingers touched the frightened Yi Yuehan, and Yi Yuehan wanted to pull Luo Yun and flee with him, but the purple light of the forbidden technique had already locked it and instantly pulled it into a hole in the void, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. At this time, Luo Yun was already unable to move.

Farewell to Her Royal Highness the Princess, you must live, Luo Yun will probably never see you again!

Click, click, click...... The sound came from far to near, and at first it seemed to be a hundred meters away, but all of a sudden, the sound came to my eyes again.

In the thick of the night, a black shadow was faintly seen walking in front of Luo Yun, and with the help of the fire in the distance, Zhou Zhiyi could only see a pair of blood-red eyes, which shone with a strange light like the eyes of some kind of poisonous snake in the night. It's as if those eyes can glow on their own!

"High Priestess, long time no see. It's really strange, why don't you see your annoying Yunwei, my harvest today could have been greater. Nasty demon bugs!"

The black shadow's voice was hoarse and low, and he put his hands behind his back and continued: "It's a pity, it's a pity that I couldn't catch the princess of the demon clan." But there will be opportunities later, so let me see if my loot is so satisfying today. ”

A withered arm stretched out from under the robe, thin as wood without the slightest anger. With a slight move from the palm of the hand whose skin was almost close to the bone, a warm jade locket flew out of Luo Yun's sleeve.

The black shadow gently opened the jade box, and suddenly the dazzling golden light shone out, the black shadow's body was slightly blunt, Zhou Zhiyi only saw clearly that it was a golden thing like a small disc, there seemed to be some living thing in the center of the disc, and it jumped slightly, and the black shadow suddenly closed the jade box. For a long time, he muttered, "Interesting, interesting, I see." ”

The black shadow carefully put away the jade box, and a white light suddenly shone in the southern sky, shooting towards this place. The black shadow raised his right hand unhurriedly, his index finger slowly moved forward, and a black ripple rippled towards the white light.

The white light collided with the ripples and exploded with a loud sound, and Zhou Zhiyi felt like someone had put a big bronze bell on his head and smashed it down with a long boulder, and the tearing sound almost made him dizzy.

The impact threw him out of the way, patted him with dust, and he found that he could move again, and the feeling of being slaughtered just now was really uncomfortable.

The black shadow didn't want to stay after blocking the blow, and the figure gradually blurred, and then dissipated. In the distance, a purple light flashed, and when Luo Yun found that his body could move, he did not hesitate to launch the secret technique and fled.

Suddenly, two figures, one gray and one red, showed his figure, the man in gray was an old man, about the prime of life, holding a pale golden staff, white beard and white hair, and his wise eyes revealed boundless momentum.

The man in red is younger, about middle-aged, wearing an iron-fire and red-armored military uniform, a lion's head belt around his waist, his wind-like long hair tied into a golden silk and red jade crown, his steps are masculine, his tiger eyes are deep, and his nine-foot body is tall and majestic, and a sharp sword intent is faintly reflected.

Zhou Zhiyi couldn't help but step forward excitedly when he saw the two of them: "I've seen Nangong Xiu Great Master! I've seen Sword God General Qin Yanxiao!"

The two nodded slightly to Zhou Zhiyi, and Nangong Xiu soothed: "Xiaoyou is injured?"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine, I'm fine!It's just that the Horcrux was snatched away by a man in black!" Zhou Zhiyi was very sorry, who would have thought that he would snatch the Horcrux halfway.

Nangong Xiu comforted: "Xiaoyou don't have to mind, I may not be able to defeat him." It's best for you to hurry up and have a round with your brother, and don't stay for a long time. The man in black was dangerous. General Qin, in the East, chase!"

Zhou Zhiyi felt a little unbelievable, Nangong Xiu, the great master of the Qinglan Kingdom, was the most powerful spiritual cultivator, and there could be someone more powerful than him. Without waiting for him to ask, Nangong Xiu and Qin Yanxiao turned into a white light and disappeared in front of them, heading towards the east.

Zhou Zhiyi couldn't figure it out, and after thinking about it, he decided to go back and ask his brother or master if he knew who the powerful man in black was.

It is said that after Qin Ziye left the prison in the west of the city and entered the Temple Mountain, he walked all the way along the path north to the west, and when he just climbed over two small hills and walked to the edge of a cliff, he suddenly saw three lights and shadows chasing in his direction in mid-air.

From time to time, several unusually dazzling rays of light flew out, and once the light hit the ground, it was a deafening explosion, and the whole ground trembled all the time, and rows of large trees fell down in unison, uprooted, or burned into black charcoal in an instant.

Qin Ziye felt that he had never seen such a scene in his life for more than ten years, it was like a god descending, everywhere he went was a scorched earth, even if he felt extremely dangerous, he still couldn't stop the curiosity in his heart.

A faint black light suddenly flew out of the air and hit the ground near Qin Ziye, and the explosion of earth almost buried him in the ground. The roaring sound made him dizzy, lying on the ground and not being able to slow down, as if a flock of crows had been stuffed in his head, and the noise made him have a headache.

Three rays of light and shadow finally landed on the edge of the empty cliff at the highest point, and the wide sleeved robe of the man in black rattled in the wind, and a long cut was broken in his chest, and dark red blood dripped, obviously not lightly injured. The other two lights and shadows, one white and one red, are separated, and the two sides surround the man in black in the middle to prevent him from escaping again.

The man in black silently checked his injuries, the sword wound on his chest had already hurt his lungs, and what was fatal was that a pale golden spiritual power was constantly eroding his strength, and it seemed that he had to fight quickly.

"Master, I didn't expect that your old man was old and his spiritual power had not diminished at all. ”

The long sleeve of the gray-clothed Nangong Xiu's left hand had been shattered, and several deep wounds that could be seen were bubbling with an unusual heat: "Baili Wuhe, you have taken too many detours, turn back." ”